1 Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. 2 From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. 3 For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. -- Psalm 61 The Oak Ridge … Continue reading Lead Me To The Rock
Three little boys would pile into the back seat of a Studebaker with Dad driving and Mom riding shotgun (though at the time we didn't know what that meant) and we'd be off on a trip to grandma's or the weekly trip to town, or on our way to visit other aunts and uncles and … Continue reading Where Could I Go?